The extremely thin gray-white fire line was so small that it was not worth mentioning in front of the blood-red giant python, but the fire line flew past. Wherever it passed, the blood-red giant python's body disintegrated in an instant, and in an instant it pounced on Gu Changhong.

A 'slap' sound! The gray-white magic fire rose up!

Gu Changhong didn't even have time to scream, and his body instantly turned into ashes.

The gray-white magic fire was instantly extinguished, leaving only a gray-white small snake several inches long, floating in the air with a Nascent Soul that was more than two inches long inches in his arms.

Wang Tiansheng and the middle-aged man, who were only a few feet away from the gray-white snake, swallowed their saliva, and without any hesitation, turned around and turned into two escape lights and shot away.

No. 4 Lu Yunze sneered, and his body was full of inspiration and he was about to catch up with him.

At this moment, Lu Yunze No. 4 suddenly frowned and whistled at the gray-white snake. The snake instantly turned into a thin line of fire, split into two in the air, and chased after it at an extremely fast speed.

Lu Yunze No. 4 stayed in place, turned his head, and looked into the distance with a expressionless face.

From an extremely distant place in the sky, a harsh explosion sounded faintly. In an instant, the strange sharp sound became three points higher.

Lu Yunze No. 4 frowned, and his arms instantly turned black. It was covered with several slender green spiritual patterns. His five fingers were slender and slender, and his muscles and bones were exposed, like an evil ghost.

I saw white light flashing on the far side of the sky, and a seemingly small ball of light flew towards this side at a shocking speed.

It's so fast that it's incredible!

With his powerful spiritual sense, Lu Yunze No. 4 instantly saw the appearance of the visitor.

In the white light, a strange flying treasure was shooting from the sky. The whole treasure was like a white four-sided beast car, with white and delicate body. It was made of some unknown animal bone refining and vaguely emitted.

A fierce aura came out.

There was no spiritual beast in front of the beast cart, and there were no wheels below. Instead, there were a dark red wooden wing seven or eight feet long stretched out on the left and right sides of the car wall. Runes fluttered above, and five-colored light was flowing.

"The Wind Mover..." Lu Yunze No. 4 narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at it intently.

Through the obstruction of white light, Lu Yunze No. 4 could see that there were three people in the car.

A man in his sixties was wearing a strange blue brocade shirt with some strange blue tattoos on both sides of his cheeks. A middle-aged man with a golden face, a feathered crown on his head, and a robe. A man with a hideous appearance

, a man in green shirt.

The three of them are all mages in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and the old man has the peak of the early stage of the Nascent Soul, only half a step away from the midst of the Nascent Soul.

The three of them stopped cautiously at a distance of more than twenty feet from Lu Yunze No. 4. The old man put away the windmill with his backhand, glanced at the broken hill below, and asked with an ugly face:

"My fellow Taoist, what's the point of coming to my Mulan Grassland?"

Lu Yunze No. 4 glanced at the three of them, and a disdainful sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Three, the monks meet monks. Don't make such a simple thing too complicated. Come quickly. I still have something to do after killing you."

"Hmph! Arrogant!" The monk with a robe snorted coldly in his voice, and a biting cold light suddenly burst out in his eyes.

The monks of Mapao feel that although the monks on the opposite side have the middle stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, they have three masculines in the early stage of Nascent Soul, so they don’t need to be afraid of the other party. Not to mention that he has a treasure on his body, as long as

If he takes it out, he will not be afraid of even a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk.

This is also the confidence of the three of them to dare to chase and kill two middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

The leading old man narrowed his eyes slightly, his spiritual sense swept around, and the restless spiritual energy in the air meant that there had been a big battle here.

"Fellow Taoist, I wonder where the other fellow Taoist are at this time?" The old man suddenly smiled and asked in a kind tone.

According to the information he received, a group of Nascent Soul monks went deep into the Mulan Grassland, and there were at least two mid-stage Nascent Soul monks. But now, he only saw one person opposite him.

This made the old man's eyelids slightly move, and a little ominous premonition appeared in his heart.

Lu Yunze No. 4 frowned. He had just clearly seen that while the old man was talking, he subconsciously stepped forward and slightly blocked the monk in front of the robe.

"Your problems are really many." Lu Yunze No. 4 said with a smile.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, his mouth raised, and he was about to say something else. Suddenly, a scream of shock and anger broke out in his ears.

"Junior brother!"

The old man subconsciously turned around, and the scene he saw in front of him made his eyes turn blood red.

The monk in the robe was looking at the two of them in confusion, and lowered his head in disbelief.

At his chest, a nigger like an evil ghost passed by his hand, holding a red meat ball the size of a fist. The meat ball was still beating slightly, pumping out a stream of bright red

blood.

"What's going on..." The monk in the robe subconsciously wanted to mobilize the Nascent Soul, but found that a series of faint green silk threads extended from the arm, and at some point his Nascent Soul had tied it up to a solid position.

, making it impossible for him to mobilize a trace of magic power.

"Ghost Silk, this person is a ghost cultivator..." The monk with a robe smiled bitterly, and his body instantly disappeared.

Lu Yunze weighed the Nascent Soul tied tightly in his hand, and then reached out to pick up the storage bag of the monk's robe.

Only then did he realize that the two people in front of him had only stayed on the Nascent Soul for a moment, and they were staring at the storage bag in his hand for the rest of the time.

"Interesting, it seems that this kid has something you care about in his hands." Lu Yunze No. 4 held the storage bag and said with a smile.

The Lu Yunze No. 4, who stayed in place and attracted the attention of the three people, had turned into a translucent green phantom at some point. When Lu Yunze No. 4 waved his hand, it turned into a dark green ghost energy and returned to his palm.

middle.

"You have the highest cultivation level, but you put things on this guy. Is it because of his wind-attribute spiritual root?"

The old man took a deep breath and said word by word:

"You're looking for death!"

Before he finished speaking, a ball of white light lit up in his palm, and then hundreds of extreme ice edges shot out towards Lu Yunze No. 4.

At the same time, the man shouted suddenly, and green light flashed all over his body. One by one, a series of vines that looked like living creatures drilled out of his palms and expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into dozens of them.

A giant figure, a tiny-foot-long man, wrapped the body of the man in it.

Lu Yunze No. 4 just glanced at the big man, and two black lights flew out from his arms in an instant, and fell into his hands and turned into two black short swords.

With a wave of the two swords, two crossed black swords shot out, instantly splitting hundreds of extreme ice edges into balls of ice fog.
Chapter completed!